M-merry Christmas Enma. [blushes ten different shades of red]

It’s getting way colder now! [shivers]
Enma doesn’t let go of Tsuna’s hand until they walk back inside. Slowly, he releases his hand, grinning shyly at him. ”I-I’ll go get us something to drink!” He said before quickly jogging to the beverage station; but he returns with only one cup. He gives Tsuna his drink, “Here you go.”
Tsuna’s hand feels oddly cold without Enma holding it. He squeezes his fingers together into a tight fist, feeling as if his hand had been empty for a long time. He smiles as he watches Enma get him drink, only to return with one. “Err— thanks. What about you?” He asks, taking the cup from Enma’s hand slowly, fingers lingering on the tips of Enma’s hand during the exchange.
The wind blew lightly, and Enma feels himself slightly shiver. It was starting to get chilly outside. “Do you want to go back inside?” Enma asked, “You might catch a cold.”
Grinning widely, he stares into Enma’s eyes, stomach still churning and chest filled with pleasant warmth. He feels the wind pass through, messing up his hair even further and blowing his tie to the side. “Alright.” He murmurs, squeezing Enma’s hand. “Let’s go inside.”
Enma could still feel Tsuna’s lips even when they parted, and he chuckles contently, pressing his forehead once more against the other’s. He knew he would say something mushy…or cheesy, but still speaks anyway. ”Me too…and I always will.”
Squeezing Enma’s hand, he smiles brightly, warmth bubbling in the depths of his chest. “I-I’m glad to hear that.” He says, leaning to kiss the corner of Enma’s mouth before laughing lightly.
Enma pulls Tsuna closer, responding by simply pressing their lips a little harder. He wasn’t sure of what he was doing, nevertheless he was sure he didn’t want to break off the kiss just yet.
It was becoming increasingly obvious that Tsuna was a novice in the art of kissing, and to save himself the embarrassment, he separates their lips and chews on them, grin still in place. “I-I… ” He has pause, his words threatening to stumble out of his lips in a tight ball of incoherency. “I love you so much.”
Enma smiles in return and leans forward, wrapping his arms around Tsuna’s neck, his lips gently brushing across his forehead. Nothing beats showing your affection and care than a kiss on the forehead.
Pressing their foreheads together, he whispers, “I love you, Tsuna-kun.”
Tsuna leans forward as Enma wraps his arms around his neck, Tsuna’s own wrapping around Enma’s waist. His happy grin grows wider as Enma’s lips touch his bare forehead, his grip tightening slightly.
Looking into Enma’s eyes, hearing those words… Tsuna lets a small tear slip past, before leaning forward and kissing Enma. I’m in love.